Chapter 840

Gu Muten said nothing: "Younger brother, speak up—tea can be drunk anytime."

"Fine." The border elder finally spoke slowly, recounting the matter: "That's how it is. I called you here to ask you to sell something."

"So you've set your sights on Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood!" Gu Muten said nothing.

The border elder asked: "So, will you or won't you? Have you grown indifferent to life and death, no longer interested in immortality?"

"Of course not." Gu Muten shook his head. "Immortality—how many can resist such temptation?"

The border elder smiled lightly: "Then you must not believe me? Just now, I and Mingri demonstrated the Dragon God Art. And this—try it."

Saying this, he passed over the Jade Slip of the Nine Divine Spells of Taixuan.

"What is this?"

The border elder beamed with pride, explaining the origin of the Jade Slip.

The border elder was stunned: "No wonder you're a divine being—you wrote the art onto jade! How is that even possible?"

He pressed the Jade Slip to his brow, absorbed its scriptures, and began reciting them.

As he spoke, light burst forth.

Shangguan Yan, seeing her Master recite the scriptures and glow with light, stared in shock.

"Can reciting scriptures really cause something so miraculous?"

Ouyang Mingri smiled: "Ordinary scriptures wouldn't do this. But this is a spell created by the Dao Lord."

After reciting it once, Gu Muten felt his strength surge.

Even without true qi, he could unleash immense power.

"How is this possible?" Gu Muten frowned. "Why does reciting scriptures increase strength?"

The border elder spread his hands: "Ask me? Who am I to answer? Our cultivation base is still too low—we can't fathom the mystery of divine spells."

"Too low a cultivation base?"

Gu Muten hadn't heard those words in many years.

Yet it was true.

His current realm left him utterly unable to grasp the subtleties of the Taixuan Divine Spells—there was no way to decipher their mysteries.

"You're right, younger brother." Gu Muten nodded. "Yan, bring me the Phoenix Blood Sword."

Shangguan Yan nodded and presented the Phoenix Blood Sword.

The sword had originally been forged by Gu Muten; now that he wished to reclaim it, she had no objection.

Gu Muten took the Phoenix Blood Sword and handed it to the border elder.

"Younger brother, this sword is yours. See how many points you can get for it."

The border elder took the sword casually and passed it to Ouyang Mingri: "Disciple, sell this."

He turned to Gu Muten and tossed the Dragon God Art Jade Slip toward him.

"The Dragon God Art was previously exchanged—I let you review it first. Once the Phoenix Blood Sword is sold, I'll get you some elixirs. You'll reach my realm soon enough."

Gu Muten took it, absorbed its contents, and was overcome with ecstatic joy.

As the heir of the Blade God Guan Tianchou, Gu Muten had always considered himself peerless among mortals, having seen countless divine arts.

But compared to the Dragon God Art he now learned, those so-called divine arts became worthless.

Put bluntly—those arts were trash.

As he activated the cultivation method, his true qi rapidly diminished, and his appearance swiftly changed—from an aged, withered form—to that of a young man.

"Reverse aging and restore youth!"

Shangguan Yan was utterly stunned.

Such a miraculous event unfolding before her shattered her worldview.

The next moment, Gu Muten's aura shifted; a surge of true qi radiated from him—stronger than before by at least dozens of times.

The border elder praised: "No wonder you're my senior—you've broken through to True Qi Stage One through your own cultivation base alone. Far stronger than I am."

Gu Muten opened his eyes; a flash of divine light shot from them. He grinned triumphantly: "Why else could I be the greatest under heaven?"